By Zach McCormick July 16, 2014

Even with the soothing gurgle of a surprisingly ornate fountain built into a faux-natural cliff face, the smoking patio of northeast Minneapolis's Palace Bar is a long way from the jungles of Nigeria. The homey dive is just a few houses down from the practice space inhabited by Black Market Brass, however, and as members filter in and sidle up to the bar, there's an air of... More >>>